The space, the temperature, even the furniture, changes the show in some way. Chair squeaking? Less time on mic. Crazy hot? Sound breathless on mic. See a mouse? Forget what’s cued up next. Way back years ago, I remember cuing up records with my gloves on at the WAIF studios in the basement of the Alms Hotel. The studio was not so much moist in the cavernous bosom, as it was nipped out that night.
The content changes my physical approach sometimes. In These Shoes? leads me to a standing show. But the RadiObituaries always sit me back down. More chatting over at the Bubbles in the Think Tank Facebook Fan Page puts me in a different physical stance than getting phone calls. Playing records, well, that’s a physical process all its own (refer to image Belinda Cues Up the Dickies for example).
All in all, I not only enjoy the process of the show, but also molding its physique as much as it molds my own.